The Two Martyrs
In my School, Broke the News
Whispers began and the quiz
Unfazed, and Committed
Heard the Heroes, Braving the bullets
Just Two, Housed in the four walls
Too mighty, for Indian state to bear
In thousands, the coward Army
Distantly, bangs the homes
Women, men and children,
Young, Old in Unison
Fearlessly, Rushed to battle field
Calling, The Hero shall not go alone
The Forcible Occupation
Defined by a million military men
The illiterate, Driven by blind nationalism
Stood weaker, before the youth of the vale
Martyrs, of Valour, of Courage
Till the last breath, Fought from the Front
Shot in the head, in chest, in face
Stained in Red, The Free minds, symbolic
Backbone has broken, the jingoists yelled
A repeat, when our brave hearts depart
Reborn, Regenerate and Ever Green, but they
Thrive our spirits, Till the Freedom shall come
Poet is a student at Govt. Girls Hr. Sec. School, Baramulla.
